"Cold noodles, do you want some?" Yu's mother explained perfunctorily without raising her head.
The colleague was already looking for disposable chopsticks. After hearing her tone, he closed the drawer in embarrassment and replied in an understatement: "Forget it, Sister Liu, you are lucky. You are married to a chef husband, and you change your clothes every day."
eat……"
The taste is indescribably sour.
Mother Yu rolled her eyes, turned her revolving chair, and turned her back to ignore her.
The cold noodles my daughter gave me were delicious. After eating them, the heat all over my body was relieved a lot, and I didn’t feel cold in my stomach. When I got home in the evening, I had to eat another bowl!
Mother Yu happily made her decision.
Yu Jian delivered the meal and walked west along the main road. There was a Ken Grandpa restaurant at the intersection. As she was leaving, Yu Yuan leaned into her ear and secretly told her that she wanted to eat fried chicken legs, and named this restaurant by name.
Regarding foreign fast food, Yu Jian’s attitude is the same as that of Yu’s father. It’s not as delicious as his own. But Yu Yuan said plausibly: “Life is all about trying more. If you don’t eat it, how can you know whether it tastes good or not?!”
This fallacy made Yu Jian dumbfounded, and she didn't know where the six-year-old child got the theory.
"Would you like just one fried chicken leg?" the waitress asked with a sweet smile.
Yu Jian looked at the menu, which showed the newly launched products. The pink syrup was a bit tempting, so she clicked: "I want one more of this."
So, at Grandpa Ken's door, there was a little girl carrying a shopping bag, taking a bite of ice cream, frowning in disgust.
Yu Jian bit her head and took another small spoonful and put it into her mouth. It had a strong flavor, the strawberry jam was sweet and greasy, and the white ice cream underneath was full of large crumbs.
It tastes terrible!
The little girl rarely has such comments about food, but at this moment she really wanted to throw this thing on the smiling face of the sign.
During the Tang Dynasty, nobles loved to use "Sushan" to spend the summer. When Yu Jian saw the picture, she thought she had returned to the Tang Dynasty, but after just one bite, she completely returned to reality.
This thing is completely different from "Sushan" by thousands of miles, and it is incomparable.
Thinking of this, the little girl became more and more disgusted with the ice cream in her hand, and ruthlessly threw it in front of the first trash can...
In the old alley in the afternoon, except for the occasional cat and dog lazily walking by, there was not a single person to be seen.
When Yu Jian was still more than ten meters away from the door of her home, she saw a child squatting at the door. The child had his back to her, holding a branch picked from somewhere in his hand and poking at the rows of ants on the ground.
Yu Jian observed it for a while. Who else could this be if he wasn't their little fat boy? The vest on his body was almost dripping with water——
"Yu Yuan, what are you doing?" Yu Jian called him.
Yu Yuan suddenly turned around and saw that her sister was indeed back. She threw the branch in her hand and ran towards her.
I touched his sweaty forehead and asked, "Why are you outside?"
Yu Yuan was a boy after all, so he didn't care that he was covered in stinky sweat. He said mysteriously to her: "There is a handsome boy at home. Dad asked me to play by myself and not to hinder their conversation."
Father Yu must have meant for him to go back to his room to take a nap, but he was obviously just having fun and sneaked out of the house.
Yu Jian patted his little head, sighed in her heart, and took his hand into the door. It seemed that this bath was in vain...
The room was quiet, and no conversation could be heard. Yu Jian glanced at Yu Yuan suspiciously, and the latter gave her an innocent smile.
She opened the door doubtfully: "Dad——"
The two people on the sofa turned to look at her...
Yu Jian retracted her hand in embarrassment, closed the door ajar again, and said nonchalantly: "I thought there was no one...you guys keep talking..."
Turning around, he met Yu Yuan's narrow eyes.
I told you there is someone in the family, why doesn’t my sister believe it?!
Not only was Yu Jian embarrassed, but Yu’s father also didn’t expect her to open the door at this moment——
He carefully glanced at the man sitting next to him and found that he didn't look angry, so he explained: "Mr. Han, it's my daughter who's back."
The man had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and his expression was a little indifferent at first, as if he had thought of something, but his expression suddenly softened, and his whole person immediately became warm.
His thin lips were slightly opened, with a slight smile on his lips: "It doesn't matter, let her in, it's 40 degrees outside."
Father Yu sighed and hurriedly opened the door and let the two children into the house.
The girl walking in front was wearing an off-white dress. She was a little thin, and her palm-sized face was not as dark as Yu Jianguo's, with a fair glow. The most eye-catching thing was her eyes.
That glance made him feel that it was not simple.
I always feel that there is vicissitudes in this girl's eyes that are inappropriate for her age.
Yes! It’s the vicissitudes of life!
He had only seen this kind of look from his father, but his father was an old man who was almost half-way into the coffin.
Yu Jian always felt that the stranger was staring at her too wantonly. She wrinkled her nose and hid behind Father Yu without leaving a trace, wanting to take Yu Yuan directly into the back room.
Unexpectedly, the man spoke first: "Master Yu, is this girl the one who made Wang De frustrated?"
Then he walked toward her with his long legs, bent half of his body to look at her level, and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I am Han Yubai from Jinfulou."
Yu Jian was startled by his sudden movement and took two steps back, almost knocking Yu Yuan down behind her buttocks. She instantly became a little angry, glared at the man, turned away and pulled Yu Yuan back into her arms.
Han Yubai didn't care at all, and slowly retracted his outstretched hand. After observing the little girl closely, it turned out that he was overthinking, and she was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child.
"Master Yu, Mr. Jin has indicated that he would like to eat hometown food. If you think about two more dishes in the past two days, the banquet the day after tomorrow will depend on you." Dad Yu didn't give Yu a chance to refuse, and patted his trousers.
He folded and walked out without even looking back, waving his hand to signal that he was leaving.
Child Yu Yuan sighed: "This person is so rude!"
Yu Jian stared at his back with a wide waist and narrow hips, and felt that this man was really tall, probably 1.8 meters tall.
During dinner, Father Yu was so preoccupied that the word "Sichuan" on his brow could kill a fly. Even Yu Yuan could clearly feel his low pressure. He hurriedly finished the rice in the bowl and hid away to watch cartoons.
Yu Jian served him a bowl of soup and asked, "Dad, are you worried?"
Dad Yu sighed loudly, right? What kind of place is this Jinfulou? It's a famous time-honored brand in the capital, but what about Yu Jianguo? He's just a second chef who is in charge of side dishes.
Mr. Jin is a master figure in the gourmet world. He will hold a banquet at Jinfu Tower the day after tomorrow, and the guests must be extraordinary people.
Boss Xiao Han came to the door in person. Is it just because he, Yu Jianguo, cooks Chaozhou cuisine?
Everyone knows that his daughter Yu Jian has undermined Wang De's prestige as soon as she came to the capital. Several young apprentices who were close to him in the back kitchen tipped him off and saw Boss Xiao Han comforting Wang De!
After thinking about it, Yu Jianguo felt that this was a big trap waiting for him to jump out of!